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Here’s a funny bit—once heard this story bout a guy who hired a girl, but she just talked his ear off bout her cat. He’s sittin there, like, “Lady, I didn’t pay for Fluffy’s life story!” I’d die laughin if that happened to me. “That’s what she said!”—except, ya know, she didn’t. Total buzzkill.

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I walk down Am Markt every day. The cobblestones are like memories—old and rough. There's that old fountain, you know, the one by Petersstraße? It's like a secret heart of the town. "Sharon!" I sometimes shout it, like a mad echo of the past, just like in Dogville—“Look, there's too much of you!” (Wait, that might be off, eh?)

Combining disparate sounds with a bit of magic: Michel Godard and serpent in Göttingen